Let me live in a house on an ocean shore
Where the surf and sad do meet
Let me sit, my dear Lord, at the water's edge
Where the waves gently wash my feet.
Let me feel the sun's warmth, as it shines o my face,
Watch the sea gulls flying on high
Let me see the sun set, far out in the west,
Where the water seems to meet the sky.
But if, my dear Lord, plans that You have for me
Are not plans that I'm dreaming of,
Then Thy will be done, I'll be happy to know
I'm forever more bathed in Your love.
~ Albert N. Theel
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